Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Switzerland and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1963 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Ponytail to the dance kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Todd Rundgren. All the underground hits.
All Erasure tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Black Bananas record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Art Ensemble Of Chicago record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nils Olav,
The Modern Lovers,
Loose Ends,
Au Pairs,
Ultra Naté,
L. Decosne,
Erasure,
Bizarre Inc.,
Lakeside,
DJ Style,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Electric Prunes,
T.S.O.L.,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
48th St. Collective,
The Count Five,
Livin' Joy,
Albert Ayler,
Ice-T,
Glenn Branca,
Bobby Sherman,
Talk Talk,
Thee Headcoats,
The Cure,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Avey Tare,
Kurtis Blow,
The Tremeloes,
Soul Sonic Force,
Gang of Four,
Metal Thangz,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Ronnie Foster,
Gichy Dan,
CMW,
Skarface,
Sandy B,
The Golliwogs,
the Bar-Kays,
Kerri Chandler,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Basic Channel,
Bad Manners,
Gang Gang Dance,
the Association,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Dead Boys,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Tres Demented,
The Blues Magoos,
Donny Hathaway,
B.T. Express,
The Residents,
Tomorrow,
Kayak,
The Slits,
Josef K,
Cybotron,
Agitation Free,
Scratch Acid,
Dark Day,
Warren Ellis,
Altered Images,
Matthew Bourne, Matthew Bourne, Matthew Bourne, Matthew Bourne.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.